Jogues sprang into the bulrushes and could have got away.
"French Pathfinders in North America" by William Henry Johnson
He landed among a mass of bulrushes.
"In the Track of the Troops" by R.M. Ballantyne
The giant was in the midst of it; but weak as the bulrush were the mighty limbs of Maximus before the rushing gale.
"Ungava" by R.M. Ballantyne
The lighthouse rose out of the sea like a bulrush out of a pond!
"Personal Reminiscences in Book Making" by R.M. Ballantyne
The bulrushes rise in ranks, like the spears of a great army, surrounding and guarding the colony of the marsh.
"The Log of the Sun" by William Beebe
It would remind me of Moses in the bulrushes.
"History, Manners, and Customs of the North American Indians" by George Mogridge
This wall marks the spot, according to local tradition, where Moses was taken from the bulrushes.
"The Critic in the Orient" by George Hamlin Fitch
Where Ugh-lomi lay was well hidden from the tribe by a thicket of alders, and all fenced about with bulrushes and tall reeds.
"Tales of Space and Time" by Herbert George Wells
Most strange against it, a fringe of marshy grass, of bulrushes!
"The Spirit of Rome" by Vernon Lee
And there among the bulrushes, one bright June morning, he had a fight with one of his own kind.
"Forest Neighbors" by William Davenport Hulbert
Next morning she again traveled the winding path that skirted the marsh-grass and bulrushes, this time on the pinto.
"The Biography of a Prairie Girl" by Eleanor Gates
Elsewhere extends a great intricate network of streams with endless fields of bulrushes and stunted woods.
"The Story of the Great War, Volume II (of VIII)" by Various
They are, indeed, trees or shrubs, which, from one point of view, may be regarded as gigantic bulrushes.
"The Contemporary Review, Volume 36, September 1879" by Various
The river-horse couches there among the bulrushes, and on a great granite throne sits the God Memnon.
"The Happy Prince and Other Tales" by Oscar Wilde
There are instances of persons who have been terrified, even to distraction, at the figure of a tree, or the shaking of a bulrush.
"Apparitions; or, The Mystery of Ghosts, Hobgoblins, and Haunted Houses Developed" by Joseph Taylor
Tall bulrushes stood around the margins of the largest ponds, and water-lilies blossomed on the surface during the summer.
"Earth and Sky Every Child Should Know" by Julia Ellen Rogers
For instance, his "Moses in the Bulrushes" was a beautiful baby surrounded by waving reeds.
"The Story of Chautauqua" by Jesse Lyman Hurlbut
Anna was not found in the bulrushes and she was not adopted by a king's daughter.
"Village Life in America 1852-1872" by Caroline Cowles Richards
But you are on the margin of a strange pool, and soon you will be peeping over the bulrushes to stare at yourself again.
"Sinister Street, vol. 1" by Compton Mackenzie
Down by the pond, where the velvet bulrushes glistened with silvery dew, ducks were quacking.
"The Undying Past" by Hermann Sudermann
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This picture does the story express
Of Moses in the bulrushes.
How livelily the painter's hand
By colours makes us understand!
"On A Picture Of The Finding Of Moses" by Charles Lamb
Every bulrush, parched and welted,
Lifts his long joints yellow-belted;
Every lotus, faint and sick,
Hangs her fragrant tongue to lick.
"Lita of the Nile" by Richard Doddridge Blackmore
Where, oh where are life's lilies and roses,
Nursed in the golden dawn's smile?
Dead as the bulrushes round little Moses,
On the old banks of the Nile.
"Questions And Answers" by Oliver Wendell Holmes
And the next land he found, it was low and hollow ground -
Where once the cities stood,
But the man-high thistle had been master of it all,
Or the bulrush by the flood.
"The King's Pilgrimage" by Rudyard Kipling
Where will-o'-the-wisps and glow-worms shine,
In bulrush and in brake;
Where waving mosses shroud the pine,
And the cedar grows, and the poisonous vine
Is spotted like the snake;
"The Slave In The Dismal Swamp" by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
An' den I’m quiet, too scare to spik,
Wile Pierre he paddle me down de crick,
Easy an' nice he mak' her go
Close to de shore w'ere de bulrush grow,
W'ere de pike an' de beeg feesh lak to feed,
Deir nose stickin' out w'ere you see de weed--
"Keep Out Of The Weeds" by William Henry Drummond